Myths and Legends

The Talking Cloud

A myth submitted to the site by Steven

In the sky, above the close clouds, Montgomery

Once, there was a cloud named Fluffy. Fluffy was always a happy little cloud. But one day, Grumpy the fog said, " You are always happy and smiling. You never rain or shoot lightning bolts through the sky. Why are you always the most respected? I never do."
Fluffy responded by sneering, " Hmph! I am the most favorite of all is that I am the best of the best."

That saddened Grumpy. He has never been sad, but grumpy and sour. The god Zeus said, " Fluffy, you are not the most favorite of all. You are just a white cloud full of water vapor. I shall punish you by making you the ground cloud. And for YOU grumpy, you will always be the tornadoes and hurricanes that will do no harm."

Instantly Fluffy became fog, and Grumpy a tornado and a hurricane that does very unharmful damage.